#i am so here for cash and pokemon

[lesbicastagna]

the niche f/f couple that has been occupying my brain

[hazelplaysgames]

Aigis is scripted to be last. and... i think all i can really think about is when i played Cyber Sleuth last year, and Hacker's Memory. i played the yellow game first, had a blast, loved the characters and mechanics, and then played the blue game. and the tears just keep on coming.

in the months between queuing this(mid-August) and adding this little addition(mid-October), i got into a little gacha game, and i think i can understand what Aigis means more about having someone to take care of ever more now. i'll say, i like the story in Blue Archive a lot more than i ever expected too.

[thescribeoflostmemories]

*coughs* Pants in kakegurui au with reader as a (personal) housepet

Let's say the only reason Pantalone is holding back himself is because you were his benefactor when he first arrived to the academy, losing to him on purpose so that he could pick some cash up for himself everytime it's fund collection time. Everyone knows this isn't some special treatment for him since you do it for everyone who's lacking in funds (for the student council's fund collection) but Pantalone on the other hand is like, *lol*(classic template, I'm sure yk what he does alr)

And pants being the sly bastard he is, uses the cash he won from you to gamble with others, slowly *leveling up* till he becomes the student council treasurer now.

Oh how he wishes he can just talk with you like the other students do but he's just so shy *lol more to insecure but it's ur call here* so when he heard the news you lost in a big game because you've been tricked by one of the students you tried to save, it's show time for Pants *lol*

He acts hella fast too, he won't give you the time to recover from your debts so boom, fund collection time, you are screwed big time.

now you are inevitably a housepet and Pants didn't waste time in trying to be your saviour *lol*, oh you should have noticed how he's the one who has been pulling strings behind your back. You are in fact, not a bad gambler so he ensures that no one will play with you. (The rest is your call)

But one scene I'd love to see (if possible) is probably Pantalone taking you in as his personal housepet (maybe reader lost their sanity by pants' sweet words and the fake security he gives reader) , while your status remains a housepet, the collar and leash on you definitely warns people to not toy with you unless they want to *lol* become one.

Classic and simple but hey, maybe you know a way to add spices :3 (tia *rolls*)

Silent Night

Original title: “Lord of the Night”, " Mine, Mine, Mine! “

Kakeguri Au

Yandere! Shy(?), soft (?) Gambler!Pantalone x house pet! Reader

(Songs listened to while writting: Stalker’s tango by autohearts, Something no everything is wrong by Madoka, whims of fate persona5, Elite four pokemon gen 5)

“Assuming both of them are teens, and mentions of alcohol and abuse of substance is present. But either way, Yandere isn’t a first choice for a healthy romance, not that I am judging by the way. Even if this reached 6,600 words, this work somehow feels so cheap in a way.”

- P of Li’mu

" Even if you have stayed true, the path one will take is ever treacherous and more despicable. Everyone has their own shadow to deal. And every Wiseman is a fool. “ - Scribe, The overseer of Li’mu.

—

“Where is she? It has been at least an hour!" Walking over to the young student who was supposed to be the overseer of the appointed match, they had just received the notification from their cell phone.

Your seventeenth attempt to grasp upon the reigns that taunted you so by the coined cruelty of your own carelessness.

“Where, is, she?" Repeating your statement like a revenant hungry for flesh, wanting the answer in your mind to be vanquished.

The word irked you further once you heard the nickname they associate with you. “Bonny, she backed–” the reasoning is more than enough to be furious, clenched fists pushed the ill-fortunate student away.

You then proceed to storm out of the common room, seeing Pantalone chatting with a student who had a yellow armband.

Hearing a hint of their conversation, “tell that jester, the appointment—” Hushing themselves once they noticed you.

" Ah, senpai, how was it?" His veracious ghost of a smile made present upon facing you. Waving a dismissive gesture at the schoolmate away, in which did so.

“ Fie. " Words came out more like a roaring sizzle of a fire, indication of another failed attempt.

“ Let’s get you home Senpai, I have some new clothes for you to try on. “ Without fear, he showed the paper bags that have the high end named brands.

At home, walking out of the curtains of the walk-in closet is you, grumbling. Even though it is your own abode, you are not sure how to feel about it now that the Regrator is a frequenter in your comfort zone.

" Are you comfortable with that? " Pantalone asks, shuffling the deck of cards in his hands seamlessly wedging the cards between the others. Eyes closed as he faced you, you who wears the gaudy pink punk-like aesthetic ensemble. All you need is bubble gum to complete the look of a rebellious teen.

“ I would not say uncomfortable but, " You sighed, putting on the fingerless leather gloves and flexing your hand. “ Still, wearing something like this, is borderline of the school’s dress code. ” You raised your concerns, the choice of style is seemingly at random. He knew you prefer a more lovely coloured hue hence he got the one you might ‘endure’ the most.

It's fishnet like hosiery, black leather boots. Dreamy coloured lower article, matching sleeveless top, loose jacket. You look far from being who you were before this whole mess. Especially that black lacy necklace you wear, adding a tiny cute bell to it. The purpose of it? He says it is the latest trend, not that you care about it.

Pantalone frowned a bit, and put away the deck of cards, " Sorry, but I have to atleast make you wear something like this. You know how they act if they know you aren't being treated like a 'housepet'." True, with all the false information circulating, you were sure Pantalone wouldn’t come out of his room for a while. Much like when news spread when your ownership fell to him.

You then sat down on the plush bed of yours, crossing your legs and arms facing him. Is there anything in this room that is not ‘gifted’ by him? The decor, the bedding, clothing—

Pantalone called out, suddenly, "You look so," The bespeckled young teen smiled shyly. “ Stunning in that." He continued his words, especially with how ‘tall and intimidating’ you were compared to him in those high boots.

“Pantalone, please," Another sigh escaped your lips as you looked at the pile of gifts you received from him. It doesn’t feel like a gift for some odd reason. But all of these were the things you found interesting and loved, like that latest game you wanted, or that stuff toy you were eying, even clothes for you to wear whenever he brings you to meetings or indulgent parties he was invited to. Perhaps he doesn’t want you to miss out on things he has?

Pushing up his eyeglasses that reflected a fragment of yourself on it. "You don't have to worry about that, you can repay me back, once you found an opponent that could spell out freedom." His signature thinly veiled smile that seems relaxed in your presence.

Adding to that he replied with, "You'll find them, because I trust that brain of yours to think up a plan." Him being the treasurer does give him some perks of possibly scraping a few zeroes into his name. But you knew he wouldn’t stoop to such a low blow, especially that he prefers a more ‘sophisticated’ approach.

You were about to ask him of that strange person earlier, though. Quickly silencing that trivial thought. It was not your place to question what a person entails, no matter how strange and unfamiliar they are.

“It is not easy to scout out opponents,” Given how much you were willing to bet. A meagre brooch that passed down to you as an heirloom is considered a mere child’s decoration to them. But to pawn it, and pay the compounded interest is not ideal.

“I would have thought others would think I would be easy prey to battle considering my connection to you. ” Another concerning thing is that he was recently promoted into the newly established circle called; ‘The Court’ as the ‘King of Coins’. With that kind of title, it would have garnered much attention to you as a chance of mooching off of him. But the juxtaposition of your initial plan, it might as well crumble to dust.

Eyes closed, as you tapped your finger against our arm, "Don't worry, you can just depend on me for now.” Pantalone gestures over to the basket woven object next to the bags of designer clothing,

" Come on now, I got some sandwiches and snacks. I even got a reserve space for us at Jovino’s.” It was almost like you could imagine him wagging his tail, if he has one that is. Opening your eyes just to face away from him with an aspirated expression.

“Pantalone, I appreciate that you would at least take this a tad seriously.” Voicing another concern of yours to him, it is not like a housepet to have a say against their owner. That is at least one thing that sets you apart from them, you are merely ill-stricken with fortune.

That seemed to make him frown, "What's so wrong in having a break once in a while, senpai?" He pouted, it is just so frustrating to see the cul-de-sac of your labour. “You do not have to push yourself," the Rex of earthly desires huffed, crossing his arms. Though, seemingly to understand your point.

Your last opponent, Miss Patisilinia, one of the somewhat richer students yet within your reach of having a higher chance for freedom, had stood you up at the last moment. Like the others who you challenged fell and failed to obtain the winds' breath. Choices thawing thinner and inconceivable each time you try. Treasured assets on hand were resorted to liquefying, thus transferring to the Regrator whenever you lost and he won it back for you. Sitting down on the bed, its plush memory foam sank from the weight.

You can't keep this up, especially the dripping pile of hallowed promises being shouldered by him. ‘Are you even productive enough that another person will have to sweep you off your feet?!’

"How long will this string of mishaps continue?" Pulling on your hair and throwing yourself back on the bed, you’re at wits end. This never ending cess pool game ping-pong of unpaid debt and loans are the heaviest burden of any gambler.

The investor of the hundreds if not dozens of assets under his keen watch tried to comfort you, “ Senpai, please–" Face softened, coming closer and leaning down on the bed next to you to place his gloved hand on your shoulder.

How vexing! To think he claimed himself as your Kohai…

Brushing him off, gently. Turning your back on him while still laying on the bed, mumbling in a low voice you said: "I, this is insufferable." Even though he hasn’t done anything to harm nor force you to do stuff for him, it is kind of him, compared to what others could force such repulsive commands they’ll give you. He does bring you along to his trips, meals, and seemingly keen on listening to your financial advice.

"You could find someone, you just haven't met them yet," Pantalone leaned his head on your side. “Wait a little longer okay, they’re just provoking you to lose your temper.” While that is true, you don’t have anything worthwhile anymore by that time comes.

Much like the previous school vice-president; Oscar, once a wealthy man now turned into a tumbling jester upon loss to one of the Court.

Your throat feels like someone is suffocating you.“How much do I owe you?” one-hundred and eighty-five school days since you were in liability. Those insulting names they called you; ‘Bonny this, Bonny that.’ You were not some sycophant to Pantalone.

Pantalone hesitates as he dictates the amount you lost and he gained. “Do you want me to put it in the journal for you?” You were never fond of putting things on paper. Though certainly grateful that he did not place a compounded interest rate on it nor ask anything much more.

Not even facing him and letting him lay on your side still, “No, no need.” Before you were turned into a house pet, he was a considerably casual gambler, in your eyes at least. Always hanging from the sidelines after you had taught him the ways of the school. Despite his accumulated ranks, he had much rather spend his time with you.

Always so aware of this growing affections, politely declining of his yearning grandiose amore so he would find another that would suit him.

“What am I going to do with you?” The bespeckled, inky haired lad sighed, sitting up from the bed knowing he might not be able to convince you to go on a picnic with him. Not in this state at least. “We really need to loosen you up a bit…” Adding that statement.

With a clenched fist that scrunched up the bedding, “I do not need rest, what I need are answers to solutions. I cannot just be idle,” Dismissive of his idea of being so still, being on standby only feasts upon the Damocles that hangs over you.

Muttering as well as honoring you, “Senpai.” Lazy eyes that stared back at him, realising the singed contemplation of his words.

“ My apologies, I was just–” you say, trying to retract your sentence.

His gloves hand gave pause. " It is understandable considering your position, but please, as for who I am now, I am responsible for your well being. So, please, just this once: humour me. " He pleaded, with softened stillness. Even with his plea, you know your answer to him out of contrite.

Lights erratically move, distasteful music thrums through the speakers of the dance room floor. Laughter of haughty, grim socialites made clear. This is not your forte; Abuse of substance, intimate comfort and loose tongue of conflict, it all reign supreme in the Jester’s playground.

Thanks to Pantalone for the early reservations, still wearing a similar attire from last week now lay resting behind the trinket curtains that poorly give privacy, one cascade down on one side. Sitting on the semi-circle couch with a table in the middle, across from you is a briefcase of his.

Then entered the beast that swaggered “ Are you having fun, Senpai? " Smiled Pantalone, holding a bottle of champagne in his hand and pouring himself a glass that uncomfortably sits at the edge of the rim.

Holding in your tongue that you clearly do not want it to spill over. Hesitant hands held the thin stem of the glass before your resenting gaze peered at the sparkling money that flowed into the clear oubliette, a reflection returned even the most boldest gaze.

Only the booming silence between you in this false box of seclusion remained evident, it is concerning to know that the annual after finals party that promises darkness for depraved emotions. Blaring lights of multi-colored dangers and intangible noises that pass in and out to the other ear. The bottle of champagne was then placed at the table in front of you.

“ Senpai, you do not need to be so, uptight." His posture mimics one of yours, before carefully taking your own glass by the rim from you to grab your attention to him.

“ I have no words, but reserved for any actual opponent. “ And stayed silent you did. Stewing with self-made rejection and tears to brood about your own misery.

The ever artful smile on his face is still, strobing light of pristine dread hit his face. He then hums and gives the gold coloured champagne back to you.

“Since the night is still so young, how about we entertain your idea of freedom?" Standing over you as he raised his glass.

There it is, that uneasiness that settles in your gut. Switching from alert thoughts to another.

Staring at the flute wine that he proposed the prospect of your world cage to be open.

“Look around you, Senpai. Everyone is having fun except you. “ his own cup that greedily has his ooze rest almost readily to the top, only taking careless, shy sips of it. Controlled hands that move so freely, making gestures to the people of the dance floor, not caring for the singular drop of extravagant affluence on to the ground from his prize.

“ I will allow you to let loose, just this once." Pushing up the lenses to properly rest on the bridge of his nose.

“Have some fun,” he pulled out from the suitcase of what seemed to be a stack of 1000 yen similar to a smooth brick and tossed it onto the low table in front of you.

“A gift from me, to help you get started." He hesitated for a brief moment, trying to find the right word to not put a blow on what little dignity you have left.

“Why?” What you gave is an incomplete and incorrect phrase, my dear, it should be—.

“Because: as your Kohai, companion, and fellow schoolmate. It is not wrong to find a supporting pillar of strength for a time.” He replied with confidence, swirling the almost overflowing champagne in his hand that it was held so absent-minded-ly that’s been tainted.

But before you could muster up the strength to phrase your concerns, he raised his free hand. “I am well aware that you do not take charity lightly, which is why I propose we play a game; once that you have found yourself in a predicament,” He then raised his transparent glass to you, your face seemed to blend with the ever bubbly liquid.

" I shall step in, now knowing this gambling world has too many variations for one such as yourself.” He spoke as if he already knew the outcome and already decided your fate in a mere glance—.

‘But this could be our only chance.’ Muttered Es, a lone quiet voice of your own mind that rivaled your own Ego Rex. Yet the darkness that slither up to your eyes of a shadow that mirrored you.

‘Take it and be permanent in a state, or never take it and be forever mournful?’ You and I knew what must be done.

Without a word, you hastily took the dough that was presented to you. Its grainy texture of bills felt like it was meant to be savored, every sliver of it.

“ Very good, now, if you excuse me.” He then makes a toast before swiftly and voraciously gulping it in one go of the liquid gold in his hand followed by a server in muted colors collecting the empty container from him.

“ I shall leave you to your hunt; enjoy the night, Senpai.” The ravenous bespeckled young man bid you farewell for now with a shy look on his closed eyed smile before waving and leaving with the briefcase in hand.

Instead of just waiting for some sod to take the initiative, to think you’d be your own worst enemy; the worst kind of parasite, an opportunist.

___________

“Three of a kind!"

How quickly the tables have turned. Earlier you were so desperate for a breath of relief. Underhand tactics are below you, even if it does give leverage. The Ego Rex does not approve of it.

“Flush!"

Gasping, you are running out of time, four hundred quib and it still isn’t enough to ensure your freedom that drown out by the singer from the speaker; ‘Keep your focus’

Cheating hands that tried to play you into their game, it was clear you were not here to entertain the folly they wanted.

“Pay up!" Yelling out against the voices of the masses that cooped in this dreary game edifice, Simply esurient!

‘Win it’

Coughing out the smoke that the people rolled in lavished mold, the scent is ever nauseous enough to choke on it. The giggles from the gaggle of salacious ladies cooed and comforted the loser from his loss.

‘Maybe lose it all.’

Another hour has passed as you look down at the total winnings you have. It was not enough to satiate the looming debt that chained you. Any slip ups are not allowed, once you do– well, let us hope we do not need to think of it much.

‘So we roll the die, see where it may fall’

From there you spotted a game of sic bo. Your mind tells you it is a simple game, but you knew better than to blindly leave it all to chance.

Nearby are the whispers of wealth; ‘—Oh, to have dreams that are of grandeur!’ ‘ One such as thine should we the (?) feast upon the nines.’ ‘A little wait is all you need—’

Just as you were about to leave, taking a single step, a certain person caught your eye.

‘ — spin the wheel, see whom it may call.’

It was Patisilinia..!

“You!" Stomping towards her, pushing aside the other loitering faceless. She was playing a card game with three other students who wore a similar outfit as hers. Your hand placed on her shoulder and forced her to look at you.

You could see her clearly. Ruffled long black hair that covered one side of her face, and that unnerving eye that stared back at you. Even after the school day, she still wears the school uniform so boldly, the only difference is that she has a gold earring hanging on her earlobe.

No words came out from Patisilinia, instead a young man with long red hair stepped forward.

“ If it isn’t Little Bonny, savant of the Elite King of pentacles. Enjoying the night of ” A young flirtatious, slick red haired man winked. The wild right eye seemed to be glittering with lucre trained on you.

You recognized him in an instant, they were the former Elite C. A. R. D.s that was dissolved, Oscar: Ci-devant vice-president, The Duke of Diamonds. But why, out of all the people you could have run into.

“Leave her alone, brother. We have no ill qualms with her." The person on the other seat said, they look similar to Oscar but with shorter and fluffier hair. His eyes are obscured by a metal masque, with only a hint of gold piercing through the eye slit. His apparel mimics those of impeccable discipline and emotion numbing obligation, the Regent of Cups, Justin.

What are the two C. A. R. D.s doing here? Especially playing with Patisilinia, To mock you even more? Or was this a trap laid by—

The Trampled stud raised his hand, “Funny you should say that brother, but we have every right to pick a fight with her. “ Deft finger dragged on the wooden border of the table as he walked over to you. Aggressively swipe off the dust using his finger off the table before pinching it off his skin. Not breaking eye contact with you for even a moment.

“How about a game, Miss Secretary?” He replied with a shy sly smile aimed toward you, " a little tit for tat, if you know what I mean.” The same finger he used to drag on the table is now slowly caressing your cheek on the backside.

Now is not the time for theatrics, pushing the red head away from you and giving him a stern look.

“You are overstepping the boundaries, warlock." Crossing my arms over my chest, the hint of chime from my choker sounded.

“No need to be so abrasive, dear. You’re just in time for a little, reunion.” It was clear that he was not appreciative of you appearing but, that inane grin he has indicated his intentions.

The dealer then walked in with a brand new deck of cards, it was way more than the standard bicycle was used. No, this was way taller and foreboding.

“ Let’s play a game, just like old times, Sweet-ums.” Taunted the one who used to be your closest companion. Grabbing the deck of new cards that seem to be a perfect fit in his hand.

With a huff, brushing past him. “ I don’t have time for this, Oscar.” You then grabbed Patisilinia’s wrist to drag her, but was stopped when Oscar grabbed the girl’s other hand.

" Up-up-up! She stays, the contract states; she has to complete her obligations.” He wagged his free finger with such smugness.

“Bullshit" replied you, who knew you couldn’t do anything for her now. Just as helpless as you were to the whims of stringed strangers.

“ Read the terms and conditions, funny Bonny! " Oscar laughed. " Now, let go, former equerry. The boss has more than one query." A single tug on your fellow teen made you let go, you could see her staring back so longingly as he dragged her back to the gambling table.

‘Another one lured into the sweet promises of untold glimmer of joy, little servant.

They never change, neither did you.

“Release her, now, Duke." His steps were stopped once you made your move, humming in mild curiosity.

“Come back to your senses, did ya?"

Justin took a step forward, a small frown made present, " Savant, you do not have to humor my brother’s antics, it is all just a mere jest to him. Turn away and continue your hunt.” Yet despite that, perhaps that is why you decided to step up against them.

“Save it, Jush. Perhaps we could make a deal with the one who raised their sword.” The smile upon Oscar’s visage rises this familiar trepidation. Once fearful now the every fiber in you, yearns to gnaw at him using primal discomfort.

Just as you were about to pounce at the short red haired ‘Duke’. “ What is it that you desire, little Scintillating friend? '' Oscar suddenly asked, as if the world went dim, spotlights aimed, leading all eyes upon the sou of a soul!

Dry lips parted to speak,“ My freedom. ” You wanted to graduate from this hell hole, though you didn’t expect his next words.

“ You’ll have it then. “ He said nonchalantly, of course, you aren’t stupid. It reeks with foul intentions.

" What’s your plan, Oscar? " Your eyes then darted around from him to various spots around the room, even upon the dealer and on the poor student.

“ Can’t an old friend help another? “ Scoffing at his words, knowing he wouldn’t do it for no real reason, and friends are no exemption.

He then suddenly added, " Well, if you are that negative about me, how about this? ” Oscar then walked back toward the table and made a hand gesture. " Round one is on me, and round two: I’ll unshackle little itty bitty missy if you win. ” Pointing at the student who wears a bucket hat, she had not spoken since you entered the room.

The sickly looking girl in school attire, you always knew everyone in the school. And yet that student with the yellow arm band eludes your watchful eye.

Even though you have no obligation, and you were about to gamble with her earlier. Still you stood up for her, somehow. Perhaps, it was by fate that you wanted her to be bound to you, as you were to Pantalone? What maddening sadism came over to you?

Oscar gave the deck to the dealer with gentle ease." You do know how to play our favorite, right? " The red haired and vocal socialite asked, and you responded with a nod.

" Excellent! Let the stage, begin. ” Both players then drew a card from the darken dealer. Tired eyes beheld, three people holding their cups up in the air in celebration. I threw the card down on the table so they could see it as well.

From his side the Devil card of the major arcana was thrown, facing upside down. The chains that connected from its fist to the two sinful beings.

“ Lowest, go first. '' Oscar chuckled as the dealer collected the two cards quietly to begin the shuffle. Giving five cards to both of us.

The Lovers; A trump card! Queen of Swords, that could be of use as well later on a bid. Three of coins, ace of coins, and ten of coins. All three are useful to sacrifice until a good card comes up.

It was silent in the game room, the muffled sounds of the songstress could be heard ,

‘Give into temptation.’ As if!

The silent dealer spread a set of cards, revealing one of them.

“Call” You announced before pushing some chips and organized. Face turned unrelenting, tuning out most of the sounds and focused on the game and Oscar. But not before you have felt the eyes of a coyote staring down, watching your every move.

Fingers tapped against the table, as his own brother took his side beside Oscar just as always. “ How long will you last against me, or better yet, why didn’t you ask us for help? ” The ‘Duke’ asked.

The cards felt like they were moving too fast, the ticking of the clock sounded so loud even with all the chatter and debauched music playing. Skin touching the grooves of the linen card, as a set after the other were exchanged.

“ Was pride too much for you? ” he childishly tilted his head but then broke into a sly smile. “ Or was it— ” But you stopped him, if you weren't in a situation like this; a good wring of his neck would surely che—.

“ If you want to continue to gamble against me, I advise: you should keep that mouth of yours shut, Oscar. ” Silencing him, as you gave a side eye. Gripping the cards ever close to you.

“Pft, of course, of course,” He waved your words off.

It was a decent, fair, dead-honest trade. By the time you made your bid on the card the ‘first’ round had ended.

“Round two~” Oscar sighed, taking a sip of the sweating beverage next to him.

As the dealer gathered the cards once more, the short haired colleague spoke “ You were always the brave one. "

“ Perhaps that’s why so many leave mountains of love letters or do anything to be close to you.” He continues his words as he glances up at the card dealer who had their own austere expression, staring at the shuffling cards.

“Stop beating around the bush, you flaming-boy-band-cabaret.” You knew what he was going to do. All he speaks of is mere trickery.

“ You’re the center of everyone’s attention, why leave? “ You could see the green tint of his eyes scanning you up and down. Not a word was spoken as the line of fibery cards hit each other loudly.

Another five sets of cards unto the table in front of us.

‘You will win this…’

Empowering yourself with such flimsy words. As you recall your past victories, this gambling peer seems to be indulging your serious face.

Another somewhat alright hand that showed themselves, Justice, by the dealer. “ This feeling, I almost forgot these emotions… " Chuckled Oscar, twisted ecstasy displayed upon his face.

" Was it your heart, or is it just mine? “ What is he blubbering about? Is he trying to stall again?

Glancing back at your hand, reveals: Eight, nine, ten of swords, while the last two revealed to be seven of cups and king of swords…

No trump cards to play, seems like the king of swords is your only hope, if you played your cards right and bluff Oscar into folding, you could have a chance. ‘You could do this.’

‘Success so clearly in view, but is it merely a trick of the light?’

“Miss.”

Someone with a soft voice spoke. Looking beside you is Patisilinia, her hand is placed upon your shoulder. “ You do not have to do this, it’s alright. There is no need to prove anything to anyone. “ ‘The end waits, for the slightest lapse of concentration, afterall.’

Instead of being grateful for her words, the walls seem to whisper conspiracy in your ears. ‘ prove what? Is she one of them? She was suspiciously quiet earlier, she must be. ’ Keyed eyes glance up and down on her appearance, she is equally fretful and wrung out like a drenched shirt.

“ Do not talk like that as if you knew me for a long time, Patisilinia.” Such coldness of your response made the one eyed girl back off.

“Sorry, you just look really stressed and… “ Leaning closer to whisper; " That card guy, can you tell me about him? “

Looking at the plain looking man that wears a golden bow tie, eyes shadowed by their ruffled black hair. Even the smile is so lovingly, yet so evidently sinister.

Thoughts of what this could mean have entered. ‘Who is he?’, ‘do those two have a connection with him?’, ‘is this a ploy?’

This stirring agitation raises more alarms. Gripping onto the luxurious playing card granted more signs of edged awareness.

" Why don’t we switch it up a little? “ With a sly lazy grin, he tossed a cheque on the gambling table, a cashout that weighs more than your debt.

" All, or nothing. “ He added.

You had no money to pay back should you lose. “Bastard, spill it, this is your attempt to save face, isn’t it?! “ Pointing an accusation at him, to which he calmly and teasingly replied; “I have no idea what you’re talking about darling."

‘Self-Preservation is paramount at all costs!’

Refusing to show even a hint of woe, you have failed to realize that there are more than the people in the room who are staring at you.

“ I won’t let the battle end your way, coward! “ You have no idea what is up his sleeves, though for sure it isn’t pleasant.

Hasty gaze placed upon the cards you’ve held. There is no point in integrity if the opponent has no respect!

‘in this decrepit tomb of refined fashion.’

With grit teeth, and rekindled blade. Despite of Ego Rex had said, securing the win is more important than being sorry and ended up with even more trouble.

‘Come on, let's just enjoy the spice// (Of) Life and feel so free//’

Vision slightly blurry for a moment as you heard the songstress’ words. Fueling you to push onward to a better possibility. Though, it is most probably why they prefer this kind of masquerade.

“ This Someone has not rusted yet. " The Dealer mused, as he began to shuffle the cards with ease.

With using every trick you have accumulated over your days as a normal student. It was going relatively well, until you noticed your points are slowly building up compared to Oscar.

“Hoho, surely this will be our very best bet.” Chuckled Oscar, though him speaking like that makes you feel on edge.

—

In a fit of illusioned madness, everything seems to blend and melt once Oscar prompts his arm on the table, revealing his conniving smile.

You should have known that being so wily and clever, deceiving and swindling never ever makes a person so clever. Was this, who you truly are? The scummiest of all gamblers.

“Save your dignity, little Bonny." Hearing the chair being scraped against the floor caused you to stand up and look at the hulking figure of the Captain that followed the wealthy student Regrator.

You tried to follow suit in an attempt at pulling the ‘bodyguard’ of Pantalone. “Capitano— wait!” you cried out, disregarding tugging on to his arm and silky clothes, " Don’t tell Pantalone! Please!" Tears escaping your eyes as it all happened so fast that you couldn’t process what just happened.

“My apologies, but he is already here." Eyes widen as you see Pantalone, opening his briefcase from the entrance of the room. In one swing, an unfathomable amount of paper bills began to shower everyone in raining crisp geld.

" I’m disappointed, Senpai. I told you if you were in a bind, I wouldn’t mind that I have to help you out. “ No, that’s not the look of a stymied person.

" Let us fully relax, and relish all of these! " His voice seems so primal yet refined, as if his inner demons were being satiated by the act he had committed. Followed up with a wave of his other hand to catch a wad of bills to fan himself.

“Capitano, please help me!" Backing away from the affluent stud and begging at the bodyguard to help.

He stayed silent, making the alarm in your mind blaring. Facing the three you were just with.

“Oscar! Justin! Pastilinia, Please! “ The more you tried to scream out the three would answer you the same. Attempts to move closer failed.

" What isn’t real, could never fade. I truly enjoyed your performances, Regrator, Captain, and of course you as well dear little Servant." The dealer smiled and waved so cheekily.

" Pastilinia! “ Screeching out, anxiety from the realistic danger turned aggressive. Dilated eyes focused on the one eyed girl before you heard a soft click.

" Huh… ? " Moving your gead slightly to see the ever twinkling face of the Regrator just over your shoulder. Not realizing he had let go of the fan money and briefcase to attach a leather leash that’s wrapped around his other fist.

“Dearest Senpai. You haven’t forgotten our promise do you?" Breaking away from his space.

" I can still win! I just need a little bit more time. “ he tugged on the leather to pull you back, making you gag and move closer to him. “Right, Pastilinia!?"

When you realized that your bargains no longer reach his ears, “ How could you?! “ Your aggressive tendencies became apparent as hands reaching out for the sickly girl and the rest that basically sold you out to lash out on.

“ I’m sorry but the Jester promises us happiness as well.” Pastilinia replied softly.

Justine scoffed, " a fistful of happiness more like."

“ SCREW YOU! " You roared as you tried to go over to the three but somehow Pantalone managed to get a good grip on the string to drag you away

“Now, now, we don’t threaten a stranger with a good time, Senpai." No matter how many times you hear him say that, it is always so unnerving.

On your knees and clawing at the carpeted floor, you would have held tightly onto if it weren’t for the money he spilled earlier to make it even more difficult. “ Please, have mercy Sire, Pantalone, Regrator.” Never in your life would you think of being seen this pathetic, infront of your old friends at least.

As a last ditch to hold on to, " MASTER!!!" You screamed that held so much vile emotions into the night. In hopes of making out of this treacherous cage alive.

He once dreamed in the dark for the most part, and now, it is your turn little pet.

Bonus cutscene:

Pantalone truly did wanted to be the one to save the day, yet you did not have a say in what he trade away. He waited for this moment ever since his first day in this academy.

“That’s not how you do that." He chuckled as he moved over to you so he could aid you in putting the clothes on, well more like a jewelry thats running across your body like a sash it doesn’t even conceal anything. It felt cold to the touch, making you shiver.

Pantalone steps back to admire the model that wore nothing but gold jewelry on the bed.

Of course, you felt shame that you tried to cover your chest and hid your lower parts using the blanket. No matter what you did, all it does is add more tease for him to unwrap.

After a glance at the name wheel, he smiled before picking up wrapped candy and putting it in his mouth.

This bewilders you until he pressed his lips against yours, passing the hard peice of candy to you. It tasted chokingly sweet yet sour at the same time.

Tongues twirled and swirled around the hard candy, making loud wet squelches.

He moaned as he lean closer to enjoy it further until you were almost going to fall backwards on the bed if you haven’t clung to his clothes.

With one last push, he successfully laid you on the bed, making the gold on your body made satisfying clinks.

“Be a good girl, for master~" he tugged on the leash, rolling up into his fist.

Confused on what he wanted you to do, you only gave a whine. Though afraid if you pissed him off again.

" Down here, Sweet.”

He purred as he pull down his trousers revealing his shaft.

" It’s alright, take it slow.. be careful.” He guided you closer that his free hand is gripping your hair.

“Be… mindful.” He thrusted into your mouth, letting out soft grunts and moans.

The jingle of the gold pieces on your body sound whenever you and him made skin-on-skin contact.

“Af… after this… you.. you got .. puzzle… solve.. “ Bated breath, Pantalone reminded you of the tast he given you. Though it was an excuse to get behind you and do unspeakable things.

Hints of tears began to appear on your eyes as you felt his tip poking down your throat. You wanted to speak, but all you could do is suck on this one-eyed snake.

The night is only half eaten afterall.

[the-sleepysiren]

✨ HERE I AM ✨ It's with sparkles in your inbox ✨ No rush sleepy take your time with things, Silas? Fox friends? Maybe just a lil? /lh 🥺💖

SILAS BABYY - NOW MONARCHS (forced) FRIEND FOR REAL

Welllll- Is it a surprise that Silas is in the same boat as Monarch by perspective of the society alksdjalds He is a hybrid and on bottom of food chain sorry Silas /lh

Now would Silas be :

in Black Jack? Ding!!!

a shadow pokemon?

a cursed pokemon? Ding!!

a cleanser?

a shrine maid?

maybe non above?

WELL you wanted them to be friends THEY WILL BE FRIENDS /lh /hj Silas not only is cursed but I do actually see him work in black spade for that sweet quick cash /lh Is he in same company in with Monarch? Black Spade 4B? Yes Is it because I want them to be friends? Also yes I was thinking about his curse and how it could relate to the sin I gave, might a tiny bit not make sense but I wanted to connect him to his blog root's and calamity with his ghost giratina hands too, It would be called "Poltergeist activity" A curse that let's silas not only see lost spirits but full on ghosts that refuse to leave the roaming world, once they acknowledge that Silas can see them and talk to them - they probably will stick around a lot to be a nuisance. As the name says they are Poltergeists they can throw stuff - scratch other's - flicker/destroy light's. And probably of their energy thats how Silas curse can keep filling up to close to become a shadow 'mon. Of course there are some calm one's but also in this universe - you cant get rid of them bad or good .(Sorry not sorry Silas.) Maybe if he can build an actual relationship with one of the ghsots maybe they can be actually pretty helpful in his work.

I gave him wrath as a sin because I think pretty much by continues brain-washing from Seance would make him pretty resentful to North and all that and make him in the end developed that Wrath quirk.

And I know I drew him already as gijinka with his own outfit and all - so to a bit push away from that I gave him outfit much closer to his pokemon form as a proper gijinka ;;

Extra:

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK

IM NOT TAKING THESE ANYMORE

[alexanders-pokemon-adventure]

A little rain in every life must fall

Sera Frigga

Sera had cashed in more favors in the past few days than she had in her entire career as a Ranger. Had indebted herself in ways that if Alexander ever woke up, she would never tell them. Things had grown more desperate in the days following the psychic probe she and the team of psychics had done on Alexander. She failed … and maybe made things worse , that was all there was to it . Alexander was dying. Sera knew in her heart that the shadow type energy in Alexander’s body was Weakening them , more and more with each passing day . Understood that the Pneumonia, seizure, and arrhythmia were only the beginning of the end if they couldn’t fix this soon. There are no “experts” on the subject of shadow humans or shadow energy effects on the human body. While shadow pokemon had been a known Phenomenon for decades shadowfied human were a relatively new condition . Treated ineffectively by systems of purification There simply was no standard method of treatment …It was all a gamble . Sera had watched Alexander’s care team and Prof.Apricot work Tirelessly to get in contact with Researchers , Devoured study, after study, in hopes of finding a cure or solution , Sera had watched in despair as they failed Alex too.

So sera took matters into her own hands and now she found herself here. In an abandon under ground parking lot in an undisclosed region a meeting had been set up . The air was stagnant here as the Massive underground fans that had once kept this place temperature controlled had been out of use for years. It Stunk of mildew and dust .Sera Understood that this place had been quite large, but only a single trail of lights illuminated the space , a path for her to fallow . She Wondered if that had been a deliberate act of the third party that had set the meeting or Or whether the woman who stood before her had done it herself . At the end of the path of lights sera faced Victoria Gonzap .Abuser terrorist, former leader of neo team snagem and The women Who orchestrated the shadow sky attacks and the Catalyst that Led Sera’s friend into their predicament. She had not come alone , Beside Victoria were two pokemon known to be in her possession an Ariados call Junior and a “NAT’Ss”(natural shadow, Pokémon) designated as a Galvirus called the Beast. Sera Could also sense the presence of other Pokémon in the darkness . Pokémon’s who minds shared a similar darkness to Alexander’s… like holes in the world . Sera could sense five voids in the dark . To be fair Sera thought to herself that she also had not come alone . Sera’s Unown X and Mystery floated around her their eyes watching .

Sera would have been lying if she said the women in front of her didn’t unnerve her , she had done her research, saw the videos of cruelty she wish she could forget done by the hands of this woman. If her acts alone, we’re not enough to unnerve Sera, Victoria’s body was a grim visage. A lovely face on a body strewn with slicing scars and bite marks . Smoothed scale flesh covered portions of her arms and neck. The scars of large stitch marks told Sara the joining of the Foreign substance had not been an easy one.

“Heelllooo Seerra “ Victoria drawled on in an almost jovial voice “ what does a ranger want from little old me?” An edge of playful threat in her voice .

“I want information Victoria “ Sera spoke without a shred of hesitation. she recognize the attempt at intimidating , and would not give her the satisfaction. Saw in Victoria lavender eyes the she too knew it wouldn’t work on her.

“ all business, then little ranger ,what information are you looking for? Is it for your friend?” She said giddily bearing her sharp teethed smile. Victorian already knew what she wanted Sera though. Her two arachnid Pokémon seem to vibrate with laughter at her giddy tone. Sera didn’t let the rage she felt hearing Victoria’s attitude show on her face or in her voice.

“ yes, Victoria. I am looking for any information pertaining to shadow-type energy’s effect on the human body and it’s treatment” Sera spoke

“Ahhh you want a cure” Victoria said more as a statement than a question

“ if one exists, then, yes” Sera said

A wicked grin spread across Victoria’s face. “What will you give me for it? Information like that doesn’t come without a price”

Sera was prepared to bargain if need be ,though a part of her would have simply like to tear her mind open and rummage through its remains for the information … but Sera could senses Victoria’s mind. It was … protected, a black wall filled with chattering , whispering teeth . Sara knew that chattering noise was a Broadcast. Could feel it “speaking” to the five voids in the dark. She understood that Victoria was not a true telepath that, in all likelihood, whatever mental abilities, she possessed, only extended to void like minds . She even would bet that if it came to a fight between them on this metaphysical field sera would win . But she also knew it wouldn’t be worth it. The teeth on Victoria’s mental walls looked like they would hurt and the physical fight,Sera guested would accompany it … she was less certain of that outcome she simply didn’t know enough about Victoria to make that guess. So Sera would try bargaining first .

“What would you want ?” Sera asked , she had brought a few Materials that she believed Victoria would be interested in and would use her response to gauge how much she would need to give. No reason to pay more when you could pay less Sera thought to herself.

Victoria wanted Nimbus. Alexander’s Castform that had been changed during the shadow storm . “ I spoke to Alex once about them giving me Nimbus so I could see what they would become” Sera had to restrain herself from lunging at Victoria , The sound of glee coming from this Monstrous woman was going to drive her to violence soon. “ Alex refused me but under these…”

“No” Sera said cutting her off

“What?” Victoria ask incredulously “ I said no , Victoria . I’m not giving you Nimbus . I know the beneficiary who got us in contact told you I was gonna bargain for information and you immediately wanted some thing that would be a non-starter. Sooooo that tells me you’re not really serious about that and that this whole meeting was a waste of time” Sera retorted

There was a long silence after Sera spoke. Victoria expressed nothing on her face but Sera could sense the voids in the dark forces on her. Is she wanted a fight sera would giver her one, X and Mystery picking up on the growing tension stared into the darkness waiting.

Victoria broke the silence “ what have you to bargain that would interest me?

The Voids in the dark focus didn’t budge from her . Sera thought about offering the money she had acquired , or rare items she’d … stole for lack of a better term. Sera didn’t think they’d be worth much to Victoria but … she had hoped they’d satiate her . So Sera would not have to offer what she offered now.

“ I’m aware of your … passion for rare pokemon “ Sera said

“Ow really “ victory grinned at Sera “ have you brought me one?”

Victoria eyes where hungry

“NO, not exactly” Sera said “ I brought you this” sera held a glass and metal cylinder . In its transparent surface a dark material , speckled with dozens of white dots.

“ and what is that supposed to be “ victorias voice was filled with what could be described as confused distain.

“Seeds” Sera conveyed “SEEDS, seeds is all you’ve brought me ?” Victoria asked

“ if you’d let me finish and explain “ Sera said in an attempt to clam ,Victoria. Sara told Victoria about a Pokémon that had come in to Alexander’s care , made of the grafted pieces of an Oddish , Sunkern and Budew . Their name was Bud. How at one point Bud rooted themselves to the ground and produced black berries whose seed produced strange offspring. All had grown into Oddish’s possessing traits of atavism, hybridization, or both. That inside the container had been A mash of a few blackberries that have been put into cold storage for later study.

“ every offspring that Pokémon produced has been wholly unique one-of-a-kind Victoria. Inside that container is enough seeds to produce potentially 40” Sera didn’t let her think about the life those Pokémon would have if Victoria excepted.

Victoria’s eyes lingered on the container “ I think I’ve seen the Pokémon you’re talking about, Bud” she said their name like they were savoring its taste “ I think I’ve seen some of their children before” there was something terrible in her voice

“ and you’re telling me that this container contains potentially 40 seeds?”

Sera had committed herself to this , and her best sales woman voice said “ maybe more , for blackberries had been stored in that container the average berry has between 10 and 20 seeds I was rounding down”

Victoria’s lavender eyes almost glowed hearing this and in that moment, Sera knew the deal had been made. So Sera placed the container in Victoria’s violet, scaled and clawed hand . And refuse to let herself contemplate the future of that vile for a moment.

Victoria had come close to her to whispered . “There is no cure or magic potion that can expel or undue shadowfication in humans ,but I have noticed that in the few who have recovered it’s never been something they’re able to do on their own. It seam The strength it takes to overcome it is something, shadow type energy destroys in those it infects. That the strength it takes to overcome the walls around one’s heart, has to come from others. It seems like trauma The thing itself that creates shadow type Pokémon is Best treated the way you treat trauma itself, with a support net work. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that pokemon that literally evolve through the energy of friendship are so resistant to shadowfication process. I don’t know how to wake your friend, but the strength it will take to overcome this has to come from the outside. Perhaps you could try to probe again to wake them or exploit some aspect of Alexander, strange ability to conduced energy but the most effective thing you all could do is give them strength”

Victoria left after revealing this information, walking into the dark with avoids, followed her. Sera would contemplate this information on her return to the endless Mountains region .

[frogasaurusrex39]

So one of my oddish (haha pokemon ref) headcanons is Adele is a fae in the Twisted Wonderland universe and all the Diasomnia cast listens to her music.

(Scroll for ramble + char interactions)

This all started when Maleanor was OBSESSED with her music when she was a preteen. Lilia had to go to ALL her performances to watch Maleanor. He used to hate her music too. He wasn't much for sad music.

Now overtime her obsession chilled, but she never stopped liking Adele's music.

(was rushing)

I did a lil doodle. Yes they're bad ik

Adele's music became a reminder of Maleanor. So now when he listens to it he thinks of all the memories of going to the shows, being scolded for singing the words wrong, listening to his pal fangirl etc.

He learned to like Adele's music and now most of her songs are sprinkled into his playlist. (Personally I see him liking the majority of the uppity genres. I feel like he wouldn't be a fan of sad songs.)

[again more doodles. Also fun fact Set Fire To The Rain is her most popular song as of now]

Lilia showed Adele to both Malleus and Silver, both grew fond of her music. Nothing close to Maleanor ofc but still.

Sebek learned to love her music because his beloved Waka-sama did. (I see him being a country fan)

Just to be silly I wanna say as generations go by it becomes a Vanrouge tradition. All Vanrouges like Adele guys she's awesome! 🔥

(semi unrelated but my keyboard tried turning that into an emoji)

Now some interactions just because.

🦇

Cater:Hey Lils I thought you said you don't listen to sad music

LiliA: I don't

Cater: then why are you listening to Adele?

Lilia:Her songs make me happy

Cater:But her mu- okay whatevs ig!

🦇

Young Maleanor:Mommy mommy can I please go see Adele's performance tonight?!?!

Maleficia:Not without protection

Maleanor: Do Lilia and Levan count

Maleficia: *Sigh* Fine. But be home by 10.

...

Lilia: I can't believe you dragged me out for a stupid concert.

Maleanor: It'll be worth it!!

Levan:I think it'll be fun

Lilia: you're only saying that because you're a pushover

Levan: am not

Lilia: you are

Maleanor:shut up you idiots it's starting!

🦇

Levan: UH SWEETIE (calling from the hallway)

Maleanor:YES DEAR?

Levan: uhm why does it say we made a hefty donation to a music company (ignore the fact they didn't have those back in the day)

*he shows her the papers*

Maleanor:I needed to help support Adele's new album!

Levan: but sweetie how are we going to pay our staff for the next month?

Maleanor: We'll have Lilia help

Levan:e-even with the cooking?

Maleanor:...We might need to make some extra cash.

🦇

Floyd: Lalalal- urk! What'd I bump into?

Or should I say WHO?

Jellyfish is asleep in the middle of the sidewalk. Again!

Ooo he has his headphones on. Wonder what he's listening to

*he puts them on*

Ew this is so lame.

*he drops them on silver's face*

Silver: I'm awake!

🦇

Anyways if you're still here that's awesome. My suggestions are open! You should totally pop up there. Also comments appreciated!

Have a wonderhoytastic day!!

[piers-official]

Oi, M’Piers ex-gym leader of Spikemuth, Galar. I specialize in dark-type pokemon and create equally dark music.

Dunno why m’here, but Marnie says it could help build a fanbase, and get more people to visit Spikemuth. Plus, I got downtime now since retirin’, so I might as well do somethin’ with it.

-If ya wanna know more about me and the blog, just read below.

(PLEASE READ BEFORE INTERACTING)

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Basic Info and Shit:

Name: Piers Ravenwood (O’course)

Age: 24

Birthday: Aug. 24th (Virgo)

Gender: Genderqueer🟣🔘🟢

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pronouns: He/She/It

Current Pokemon Party:

Obstagoon (M): Danzig

Scrafty (M): Cash

Malamar (M): Bowie

Toxtricity Lowkey (M): Strummer

Skuntank (M): Ozzy

Newbies:

Marley (M): Honchkrow

My Uncle Grimsley is on here too if you wanna have a chat with him @grimsley-official

Sometimes Marnie pops up on here (ta m'own dismay) she signs off with 🖤M🖤 and writes in pink like this

Her info:

Name: Marnie Ravenwood

Age: 13

Birthday: May 28th (Gemini)

Gender: Girl

Pronouns: She/her

Pokemon Party:

Morpeko (F): Siousxie (Soo-zee)

Liepard (F): Helena

Toxicroak (F): Veruca

Scrafty (F): Rebel

Grimmsnarl (M): Nephilim

New babies!:

Riot (F): Pawniard

Shirley (F): Krokorok

-x-x-x-

((OOC BELOW))

DNI: PRO-SHIPPERS, TERFS, RAD/LIBFEMS, TRANSPHOBES, RACISTS, ETC. NO NSFW POSTS/RPS ALLOWED

(If you do nsfw, fine, but keep it off my blog thank you.)

Piers wouldn't like you either, so shoo!

Mun Nova here, 30+ years old and I use he/they pronouns!If you have any questions don't be afraid to contact me, my DMs are always open!

DISCLAIMER: this is an rp blog that takes place in the pokemon universe, so pls keep in mind I will be RPing as such! I will be useing several different HC from the games, anime/manga and also personal

This Blog also takes place after the events in sw/sh.

(NOTE: NSFW is NOT allowed! However, flirting, teasing, and SOME innuendos towards Piers (NOT MARNIE) are fine. Use common sense! Any ask that goes against my rules will be deleted.)

>Friendly reminder that if you try to engage a plot with me without at least discussing it with me first, then I will likely not respond. Even if you do approach me with a plot in mind, there is no guarantee I will agree.

I AM A-OKAY INTERACTING WITH OCS. This involves: Fallers, Eebydeebies, sentient pokemon, hybrids, etc. If you're not sure just ask! I promise I do not bite <3

If you are looking to interact with my muse, and your muse is tied to some potentially triggering topics, I would prefer if you discussed potential interactions with me first. This is for my own comfort, so please keep this in mind.

This is a side blog, so I'll usually send asks on anon and sign off with "-Piers-official".

I follow back from my main @galactic-mermaid 

IF YOU READ THIS ENTIRE THING, PLS SEND (DM or Ask) THE PHRASE "Land of Moomoo milk and Honey" TO ME AS CONFIRMATION.

Check out my other Pokemon RP Blogs!

@thetravelingymleader (Pokemon OC)

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@darkpunkrocker (Sidney E4 RP Blog)

@ragingwaters (Nessa RP blog)

@krazy-for-klara (Klara RP blog)

@a-gastly-trio (Pokemon Gijinka OCs) ((HIATUS))

[shiny-meowstics]

disclaimer: this is not up for discussion or debate. if any of y'all try to "uhm actually" me about my opinion on palworld (that being, that it's overly derivative garbage and a cheaply made cash grab) i will just block you without a second thought, lmao.

also, before anyone wants to cry "bootlicker": i've been bitching about pokemon since before it was "acceptable" to do, begone

sits over here, another thing that annoys me about palworld is like. just from an artist's perspective: even if the the devs didn't use ai to make the monster designs, it's so blatantly clear that they just ripped shit off from like 4 different sources.

like?? the art styles for the monsters don't match up. you've got pokemon here, some ghibli there, and a little dragon quest here stuck in an overly realistic environment with player models that look like generic anime-styled protagonists. there's no consistency, the art style is all over the place. it's so abundantly clear that they literally just threw whatever they could at a wall and rolled with what stuck.

it's frustrating when other indie projects or games in general take the time and effort to create their own style and form an aesthetic that matches what they want to go for, but apparently none of that matters if the subject matter is controversial enough! fuck gamefreak and its lazy developers, am i right!

it's also equal parts hilarious and frustrating the amount of people saying palworld can get away with it because it's supposed to be parody, but as far as i've seen/heard the actual developers and people in charge have said nothing of the sort 😳 people really need to learn that "absurd, potentially controversial" premise does not automatically equate to parody- and even THEN that would have nothing to do with the designs of the mons???

"it's a parody of pokemon" then explain the ghibli and dragon quest """inspired""" designs. or the gameplay loop being more like ark or fortnite instead of a direct pokemon clone. i'll wait

idk, as a person who's been in the creative space for over 10 years and spent All This Time building on my own work and trying to get better at designing, it's absolutely frustrating to witness, and i'm not even officially a professional, lmao. i can't imagine how much of a punch in the gut this is to people who actually do these things (character designers, environment designers, game designers) for a living

[thekitsunesiren]

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Alright! That's everything for now! This will be updated at anytime, but I'll leave it as is for now. Commissions are currently open and I hope to see you all soon!

[mitamicah]

Random idea I got when I posted some of the käärijätober drawings to Instagram- here's a list of songs to listen to fitting each prompt I made in the challenge x'D (most will probably be Käärijä songs since ... you know x'D)

There may be some I am blanking on so feel free to suggest songs :3

Crazy (x) => It's Crazy It's Party by Käärijä (feat. Tommy Cash)

Party (x) => Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä

Tiny (x) => ???

Loud (x) => Viulunkieli by Käärijä

Warm (x) => You'll Be In My Heart by Glen Close & Phil Collins

Story (x) => I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift

Soft (x) => Paidaton Riehuja by Käärijä*

Doubt (x) => Menestyt Yksilo by Käärijä

Idolize (x) => Boyfriend by Justin Bieber** OR I Do Adore by Mindy Gledhill

Headbang (x) => Fantastista by Käärijä (feat. KähinaPate)

Alienate (x) => In The End by Linkin Park***

Aggressive (x) => Huhhahhei by Käärijä****

Smile (x) =>Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars*****

Attention (x) => ???

Silly (x) => Huhhahhei by Käärijä****

Hurt (x) => Decode by Paramore******

Exhausted (x) => Morgan by Käärijä

Distance (x) => Take Me To Church by Hozier*******

Surprise (x) => ???

Excited (x) => Rock Rock (Daun Lou Remix) by Käärijä********

Together (x) => Happy Birthday OR We're All In This Together from High School Musical

Sleepy (x) => Välikoulema by Käärijä

Vacation (x) => He's a Pirate by Klaus Beidet (aka the Pirates of Carribean theme) *********

Jumpy (x) => Under the Sign of Winx (aka the Winx Club theme song)

Hug (x) => ???

Celebration (x) => Punainen Marli by Käärijä

Honest (x) => Kovis by Käärijä **********

Lonely (x) => Lonely by Akon

Lightning (x) => Pokemon Theme Song

Danger (x) => Toxic by Brittney Spears

Family (x) => Welcome by Phil Collins

Notes under the line

*I know it doesn't fit that well but at least he's shirtless x'D

** I mean it is their song after all x'D

*** I was between In The End and Numb but since Jere had used the prior himself in a story I thought it would fit the best - also yes half the reason I chose Linkin Park was that Jere used it in his story so I know he'd approve x'D

**** I know HHH is here twice but since both are directly inspired by the song I couldn't NOT do it :'D

***** Mostly for the 'When you Smile, the Whole World stops and stares for a while' line :'D

****** This is the first song I think about when thinking Twilight and you know ... Jere is a vampire x'D plus he made Bojan watch the movie so that's that x'D

******* Again I was a bit at a loss since I knew I wanted something church music but not what - find it a bit silly to put Take Me to Church here then since it is very queer and actually also a diss of religion xD

******** I cannot get Jere chasing Frank out of my brain so this song it is x'D

********* Had we had the Intro that Allu plays at the concerts this would be it for me but instead I'll go for Rock Rock since that is another one where I remember him happy spinning :'D

********** I'm sorry but him talking about 'It Grow' gives me Kovis vibes x'D

[themistressofdolls]

I feel like the only person who thinks the MCUfication of doctor who is a bad thing or it getting billions of dollars worth of cash investments will steal away a part of its spirit?

People are cheering "Its going to have a big budget like all the big name streaming shows now." and are you listening to yourself?

Its like a deal with the devil and I am someone who likes RTDs work and am sure he is going to create some fantastic stories with this era but what he is flirting with here is pandoras box.

Doctor who has always been low budget, sometimes goofy but its authentic, it has soul, it was a public project and its fans had a lot of sway over it across different eras as many people where allowed to play in the sandbox.

When it becomes just "content" and another IP for the IP machine it loses everything it is.

You might get spin offs, see all your fav big finish stuff now in live action, all the classic doctors returning for a new show, that UNIT spin off you wanted for years, so much content, so much new doctor who content to feed upon like a slurry.

But it will come at a price, just remember star wars, all the other stuff that got reduced to content, to IPs to collect like pokemon.

[skrelpson]

I think I should send her to 1850s Kalos. I think it'd be funny

(ignore the hands, I was totally going for a stained glass look. Totally. /j)

(A better look at my Pokemon IRL/ZA brainrot beneath the cut)

OKAY SO UH I have this idea for Gill (A Pokemon IRL oc) and I'm frothing at the mouth about it so I'm going to infodump here! Because I am both normal about this and Legends ZA

So I had the idea that at some point, Gill would just straight up disappear for a week. He'd get sucked into some kind of time-rift and end up in ye-olde Kalos. He'd freak out, obviously, but after a couple weeks he'd come to accept his life and start getting into things. He'd basically become an 'important side-character'. Living life, helping around the city, meeting new Pokemon (Like VULPIX. He'd get a VULPIX for REASONS.) He's been taking some Kalosian classes at Blueberry, so he's all set there. He just has to apply himself.

And the thing about this? She likes it there. She likes it a lot. She doesn't have to worry about school, about expectations, about living up to her sister or impressing her friends. She's living in Lumiose City! She's helping rebuild the place! She's considered a strong Trainer! She's meeting people and Pokemon and she knows without a shadow of a doubt they like her. Of course, she still bawls her eyes out every night- she misses Blueberry, she misses Paldea, she misses her friends and family- but...well, she wouldn't hate it if she had to stay here.

Then like four-five months pass. Maybe this is all before the actual plot of ZA happens, so I can do this way earlier lol. Gill's helping restore Lumiose, as usual, and she's having a great time. She's becoming a well-known face in certain areas, too- Monsieur or Mademoiselle Monet, the young Pokemon wielder. Most everyone likes her.

And then he wakes up.

He's transported back home, somehow. And here, only a week has passed.

He has a Stats test to take. His ranking in the League Club has fallen back down to rock bottom. One moment, he was helping rebuild this beautiful city. He was someone important, doing something meaningful with his life. And the next, he was back to square one. All of his work was finished for him, centuries ago now.

He has to live with the fact that all of the people he grew to know in those four months are dead. He never got to say goodbye.

People will question where he picked up saying 'morbleu'. People might point out the faintest hint of an accent. But he doesn't have the heart to tell them anything, so he'll just lie.

I just have this distinct image of Gill going to Lumiose for like a school trip and seeing a building that she lived in two hundred years ago, now turned into some laundry mat or cafe or whatever. Maybe there's a wild Ninetales running around there, presumably waiting for their owner. And maybe she's able to find a floorboard she remembers removing with a friend to store trinkets and cash in it, and finding all that stuff coated in dust. And then she'd start crying, and because people expect that kind of stuff from her- getting sentimental about things that aren't even hers and breaking into tears-, they don't really question it, outside of a pat on the shoulder.

UUUUh that's it!! That's what I was thinking of. I think it'd be a fun character study! A look into Gill and how he views expectations and what he wants to do.

Will I do this? I dunno. Maybe after we get more Kalos info. Or I can just say fuck it we ball and do whatever I want forever. Or until someone tells me it's a bad idea. I just think it's cool and I wanted to do some pixel art.

I have major Kalos brainrot can you tell

[acesabo]

(remembers how socialization on tumblr is a dying breed especially asks) (comes out of the gate swinging with this ask. is it out of pocket. i can’t tell?) DUDE I DIDN’T REALIZE WE SHARE SO MANY SPECIAL INTERESTS/FIXATIONS bdsm is also a special interest of mine it’s very special to me!! also tell me more about vincent van gogh (jirachi) (if you want) (you do not have to)

HELLO KIZ MY OLD FRIEND KIZ HI :D :D :D

I DO i love bdsm SO much and it's so fascinating???? i'm always down to talk about it??? the history of it and the fact that there are still so many anti-bdsm laws in place and how it intersects with queer history and and and fhsjfjskfjsjd i love. bdsm. i love bdsm SO MUCH.

and OKAY SO i got vinnie in floaroma town from an old guy and was originally planning on trading it for a mew because i was a FOOL and didn't see how WONDERFUL it was and then i kept it in my team because i was gonna swap it with ren after? shenanigans ????? i was gonna pay cash money to nintendo for lets go pikachu on ren's switch so THEY could trade me mew

and THEN i got like backed into a corner and had to use vincent and like. you know how the friendship mechanic means they'll actually dodge attacks and stuff if they love you? yeah it did that like fucking. a ridiculous amount of times in a row and kept crit-ing to impress me

and so within a single fight, vincent won me over forever and ever and ever and i have been so absolutely fucking obsessed that i DYED TEAL STREAKS INTO MY HAIR ever since. lov my little wishing star soooooooo much 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

our friend gave me his old plush and i got myself a lil sleeping jirachi desk buddy and i have a jirachi shaker charm on the way and they are ALL named vincent. here's plush vincent; i'm gonna crochet a little baby harness so i can carry it around with me all the time, hehe

And this is my desk buddy!

i will reblog this and share both the shaker and the shop i got it from when it gets here in like, a month o7 i special ordered it and the person who's making it is SO nice and deserves way more traffic than she's getting. it's styled like a tamagotchi???? and vincent will just be in there. getting shaken. like he shook me. i love it i love it i love it so much i am frothing at the fucking mouth i love this fucking pokemon so much fudjfhsifgshfhsjfhsjdhhdjdhfjejfhf

my fucking cinnamon apple aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[docholligay]

Lone Women

Non-spoilery: I wanted to like this, and the blurb made me think I really would, but boy is this book equal parts mind-boggling, boring, and pandering. It makes PERFECT sense to me that most people who have read this got a free copy or a Book of the Month copy.

Spoilery:

OY and also GEVALT. Jesus herschel Christ, okay so, first of all this book is a textbook example of what I’m talking about when i say sometimes representative fiction and media risks becoming a Pokemon ‘gotta catch em all’ situation. The story centers around a Black woman, Adelaide, which is fantastic and absolutely relevant to the story given that Montana was very “sure fine whatever” about giving Black homesteaders land. But then, it just...keeps adding up. Another Black woman and a Chinese woman who are also lesbians, obviously, and lesbianing together join up with Adelaide and her new friend, a single mother with a young trans son that she is 100% accepting of. This is in a 250ish page book, and at a certain point you just start sighing because it’s this author is just ticking stuff off a list at this point. This would be very doable in a longer book or maybe a better written one, but this is a piece of genre fiction par excellence, and none of that is on offer here, so you end up just trying to figure out how he’s gonna shoehorn in another minority. Because none of these minorities have problems with each other, by the way. Obviously. There is no such thing as inter-minority oppression and hatred, there is “majority” and “minority” and the white straight people who are the villains are truly mustache twirling in a way that is damn near hilarious. I think that actually identifies a big problem: None of these characters feel like people. I was sitting here thinking about having read and interacted with MANY other properties that play the ‘gotta catch em all’ game, and as a person who can often be included in ‘em all’ I am often not bothered, but the issue here is none of them FEEL like more than the Minority Experience he has highlighted for each of them. The villains have no internal life. Everyone is the flattest possible version of what a person can be.

That’s all very truly annoying, but I think I could forgive it if the horror was good. I have forgiven MUCH MUCH bigger sins in other books because the horror was enjoyable. Please don’t let the above make you think I am discerning in my horror tastes.

But oh my god. what the fuck.

The whole story centers around Adelaide having this secret she keeps locked up in a trunk with her. It’s heavy and burdensome, but she MUST carry it with her. It contains a murderous thing, a thing that killed her parents, and she dreams of being free of it. It nearly kills a man she falls in love with, and he goes away. Sounds great, right? Me sitting here wondering what I think this whole thing could be a metaphor for, for generational trauma or what have you. When it killed some mean white people I thought maybe it was a metaphor for Black anger. It’s a faceless monster described only in terms of its sharpness and its lust for men and horses (which did throw my theory about black anger out the window.)

But, at the end, it turns out the thing she’s been carrying around was born at the same time as she was and is, I shit you not, a literal dragon. Lavalle has intentionally avoided ever calling it a dragon throughout the book, I suppose because he thinks this twist is exceptionally clever. The dragon is Adelaide’s sister, and the secret is for her to learn to love her sister and also after they beat the bad guys--where, it must be said, they attempt to hang the lone women on the stage of a grand opera house-- everyone goes and lives in a secret town for “lone women” where everyone gets to be happy.

I read that, reread it, and quietly uttered “What the fuck”

I would be much angrier about it if I were a slow reader, but I’m not, so I don’t care. Read this if you’d like to read a book that feels like a bold attempt to cash in on people’s desire for representation in stories that also understands very very little about racial and social politics in the American West, which unfortunately I know a lot of, and also the big twist is SHE IS CARRYING AROUND A LITERAL DRAGON WHO IS ONLY DANGEROUS BECAUSE IT DOESN’T GET LOVE.

[dreamersdivine]

I choose you!

Pairing: PokemonTrainer!Sapnap x gn!reader

Written: June 7, 2022

Warnings: awkward conversations, cussing, 

An: dude idk i don’t write sfw anymore- T^T

"I still can't believe Dream," Sapnap grumbled, kicking a few pebbles out of the way. "He promised my chimchar would be strong enough to beat that stupid squirtle," 

The top of the pokecenter peaked out at him over the hill. "Now I missed out on a shiny," his frustrated mumbles continued as headed towards the building. 

Poor pebbles on the ground became the target of his irritation, kicking them away from his path as soon as he was close enough. Sapnap pushed open the double doors, adjusting the hat on his head. He rummaged in his pocket for his pokeball. "It wasn't a bad fight, but I just need a quick heal," he said, placing the ball on the counter. Then he looked up. You were staring at him slightly amused. "You're not the usual nurse here?" 

"I am not," you agreed, smiling. 

Oh. That smile made him melt into a puddle. You moved a strand of hair out of your face before glancing at the clock. "I can help you in just a few minutes okay," Sapnap nodded silently, taking his pokeball and sitting down nearby. 

You headed into the backroom collecting a few pokemon to return to their trainer's care. Sapnap watched you give the healed creatures back some with a stern frown and others with a smile that made him feel oh so gooey inside. How long had you worked here? How come he'd never seen you before? Lost in thought Sapnap didn't even notice you waving for his attention, your lips moving to say words he didn't understand. 

"Hm?" He blinked.

"Name?" 

"Oh, Sapnap," 

You gave him a puzzled look. "Your Pokémon's name is Sapnap?" You asked slowly. 

"Wait no!" He stood up out of the chair. "I- I'm Sapnap. My chimchar doesn't have a name, not yet at least," you set the clipboard in your hand down. 

"Okay well I'm ready to heal up your pokemon now Sapnap," you chirped. "H-here," he fumbled with the pokeball handing it over. 

"Great let me just make sure this is the right pokeball," you hummed opening up the scanner next to you. "Okay, just wait here a few moments and I'll be right back with your pokemon," you hummed leaving the brunette at the counter. 

You were quicker than he expected. Less than 10 minutes later you were already headed back to him, pokeball in one hand and small fruit in the other. "Here you are, all healed," you grinned. Sapnap took the items from your hands. "Make sure he gets that," 

Sapnap looked down at the berry confused. "I thought he's all healed though?" 

"Oh, he is. I just like to send them home with a treat; kind of like when you get a lollipop from the doctor," you explained. 

He pocketed both of them, handing you some cash. "Thank you, I'm lovely," you both blinked at each other. "I mean you're lovely! I'm...leaving," he muttered practically dying inside. He tugged his hat down more, hiding his face. 

"Remember to give him the berry," you reminded as he stepped through the double doors. 

"Right I will. I'll see you tomorrow," Sapnap waved over his shoulder. "Well, not tomorrow just- yeah. Bye," 

You giggled as he tripped over his own words. The brunette finally left having made a fool of himself, making a beeline for Dream's house. 

Dream had just been trying to enjoy a nice sandwich when Sapnap kicked down the door. 

"I have something to tell you- also wait fuck you for telling me to do that battle. Punz's pokemon was way stronger," 

Dream allowed himself to be dragged off by the collar by the brunette who continued to complain the entire way up the stairs and to his bedroom. "Dude you should have seen them," he gushed. 

"Calm down Romeo you just met them and said like 5 words," Dream rolled his eyes. He let Sapnap continue to ramble though, taking amusement in his friend's new infatuation. 

Unsurprisingly Sapnap was indeed back at the pokecenter the next day. You peeked out at the lobby through the doors as you were scooting past, pausing as you spotted Sapnap. He was standing at the counter aimlessly flicking a pamphlet around. You watched as he perked up making eye contact with you. 

"Hey, back so soon? Not getting into any more fights are you?" You asked approaching the counter. 

"Uh yes. I mean no!" He shook his head rapidly. "I'm- I was just- my chimchar missed you," 

"Your pokemon missed me?" You slowly asked, a grin pulling at your lips. 

Sapnap pulled out the familiar pokeball and pushed it into your hands. "Yeah. I mean. He needs a check up- or something," he waved his hand dismissively, clearing his throat. You blinked before offering him a small smile. 

"Okay then Sapnap, I'll go make sure your pokemon is in perfect health," you pressed the ball allowing his chimchar to be released. "Come with me, you have an odd trainer," you admitted softly to the small chimp as you led it to the back. 

Sapnap watched as you took his pokemon through the doors. As soon as you were out of sight he started formulating his next move. What was that piece of advice Dream gave him? Right. Compliments. That's easy, right? You came back out with his pokeball gracing him once again with your etheral presence. 

"Here you go, nothing was wrong and he's in very good shape," you reported, handing it to him. 

"Thank you," He cleared his throat. Okay, here he goes. He's got this. "I like your um- I like the way you heal my pokemon," what was that. His confidence was quickly squashed by your soft laugh. 

"No! I mean. I like your laugh," he mumbled. His cheeks burned as an embarrassed blush overtook them. 

"Thank you," 

he took his pokemon from you and turned quickly to leave. You waved goodbye to the blushing flustered man. Sapnap was mortified. Some advice Dream gave. 

"Your advice was shit," was the first thing he said, kicking down the blonde's door for the second time this week. 

Dream looked over at him from his usual spot in the kitchen. "Really? A compliment didn't work?" He frowned. "Are you sure you said it correctly?" 

Sapnap threw himself down on the couch. "Of course I did," 

"Right...Well if a compliment didn't work how about talking about favorite hobbies and interests?" 

Sapnap grimaced, shifting uncomfortably. "Have any other advice?" He asked after a brief awkward pause. 

Dream flipped around staring at him with an accusatory glare. "Sapnap," 

"What?" 

"You've had a decent conversation with them right?" 

"Of course I have! I'm just- looking for a more flirty route," Sapnap exclaimed knowing very well he can barely talk to you without dissolving into a mess. 

"Try a pickup line this time. Anyways, what kind of compliment did you use?" 

"..." 

"Sap?" 

"I like the way you heal my pokemon..." 

"What's wrong with you?"  

At Sapnap's silence, Dream began laughing, wheezing even. "You're an idiot," he said between gasps of breath. 

Sapnap groaned attempting to be swallowed by the couch cushions. "Yeah yeah laugh it up, but seriously Dream you gotta help me," the laughter was extinguished quickly. 

"You just said my advice was shit," 

Sapnap turned to peer over the back of the couch. "Dude cmon please," 

"puppy eyes don't work, they just look weird," Dream said, frowning. 

"I'm serious, help me out, I'll cook for like the next week," "Your cooking sucks," 

Sapnap rolled his eyes. "Okay then... I'll feed patches! For like- the next month. And I'll do some extra chores," Dream crossed his arms in disbelief. Even if he were to help Sapnap there was no doubt that Sapnap would just mess up again. Oh well. At least he'll get fewer chores to do, seems like a win-lose to him. Dream fought the slight smirk on his lips. 

"Fine deal, you take care of patches for the next month and extra chores that I tell you and I'll help you plan what to say to them," 

"Deal!" Sapnap exclaimed, shooting up. 

It was a genius plan. Sapnap would walk in, go to the counter, see you, toss out the pick-up line Dream told him then immediately lead into the big question. Dream had him repeat it several times. "Would you like to go out to dinner sometime," that's it, super simple stuff. 

Yeah. It took him two weeks. Two weeks to gather the courage to even think of asking. But today was the day! Today Sapnap was going to ask you on a date and goddammit he was going to say it right. 

Late afternoon Sapnap confidently walked through the pokecenter doors and right up to the counter where you stood with your clipboard. 

"Sapnap!" Your face glowed as you saw him. "It's good to see you, how can I help you today?" 

Sapnap leaned on the counter mustering a charming smile before speaking "Did I hurt when you crawled from heaven?" 

You giggled "What?" 

He shook his head. "No! That's not- um-" 

Oh god, oh no. That went to shit. What was the next step? Um, a compliment.  Wait no it's- walk into the pokecenter! No! It's asking for a date! Ask for a date. He's got this. 

"Would you like to-" Sapnap shifted nervously. 

Anxious thoughts had begun to fill his head. What if you said no? Or already had a significant other? His eyes darted around searching for a question, any question other than the one his lips refused to let pass. You tilted your head confused. 

"-Show me how you take care of the pokemon," he blurted out. 

Great job. At this rate, he'd get a first date. About um. Never. 

Your eyes lit up as he finished his sentence. "Of course! I could show you-" you began rambling off words that Sapnap could only dream of understanding. He flinched as warmth encased his hand. 

"Cmon," you smiled, tugging him towards the back doors. 

Butterflies made him almost sick. You were holding his hand as you lead him to your work area. He was ashamed to admit he didn't understand much that you said but dear god he was hooked on every word you chirped. 

The way he was looking at you had you fumbling over your words. Like you were the most perfect thing he'd lay eyes on. His company felt- nice. 

Sapnap glanced over at the time, heart dropping when he realized hours had passed and he still hadn't asked what he wanted. 

"Well it's almost time for the night shift, so I should probably head home," you hopped down from your seat on the counter. He was silent as you walked with him to the front doors. "I know you didn't understand a word I said," you smiled half-heartedly. "But it was nice to have someone to talk about it with," 

Sapnap offered a bashful smile in return. "I guess I'm not the best actor," 

"No, No you are not," you giggled. 

"Bye," he said, turning away. 

You both headed off in different directions. But the guilt and a voice screamed "do it now!" 

Ask. Ask. Ask. 

Before he could stop himself, his feet halted, body turning to face you and he called out. "Wait," 

You turned confused. "Hm? Is something wrong? If you forget something inside I'm sure the night nurse can-" 

"No, earlier, there was something else I wanted to ask," he said walking closer to you. 

Nervous energy was beginning to eat both of you up with every step he took. "I loved talking about the pokemon but that wasn't what I wanted to ask," Sapnap took a deep breath before blurting out a jumbled mess of syllables and noises that made you giggle. 

"What was that?" 

"Oh for fucks- I wanted to know if you would like to go out..with me..to dinner sometime?" You took a few moments to answer, Sapnap being sick to the stomach with anxious butterflies.

"Of course," you grinned. 

"Dinner would be great for a second date," 

Wait a minute. Sapnap blinked. "Second date? When- when was the first?" 

"Just now," you waved laughing, as you turned the other way once more. "You're pretty cute Sapnap," you added as you left him standing in the road shocked. "See you tomorrow!" 

Sapnap made a sharp noise in celebration, he couldn't wait to run home and tell Dream about what he did without his help. 

Damn. Dream's advice really sucks.  

[emmet-appreciation]

I posted 1,306 times in 2022

That's 1,067 more posts than 2021!

328 posts created (25%)

978 posts reblogged (75%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@chipsncookies

@emmet-appreciation

@ingo-appreciation

@ingo-ingoing-ingone

I tagged 1,299 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#submas - 881 posts

#subway bosses - 876 posts

#subway masters - 874 posts

#emmet - 862 posts

#kudari - 844 posts

#ingo - 705 posts

#nobori - 687 posts

#pla - 267 posts

#pokemon legends arceus - 256 posts

#mun rambles - 183 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#🤔🤔 i think it's also worthy to note that they do tend to use the same pokemon on their seperate teams which makes me think they share haha

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Official Submas Appearances Masterlist

Want to consume offical submas content but don’t know where to go? Look no further than this post! I’m not perfect so I might miss some things but I hope this at least covers most of it (These are just directly copy-pasted from previous posts I’ve made in the past, but hey! I’d rather copy-paste than do hard work I’ve already done haha)

Links will be under the cut- and this post will probably be updated as Pokemon inevitably cashes in on their popularity and gives us more submas content <33

Pokemon Black and White / Pokemon Black and White 2

These were as simple as taking the first thing that popped up on a YouTube search, but since this is their original appearances I’m put it here. They come from Mixeli, who posts videos of Pokemon Battles on their channel.

Pokemon Black and White

Pokemon Black and White 2

Bulbapedia is fan-curated, but their commitment to sourcing information and sticking to canon makes them good enough to add here as well:

Emmet / Emmet (Quotes)

Ingo / Ingo (Quotes)

Pokemon Special 

These links come from readmanganato (NOTE: The ads here are NSFW, please use an ad blocker!), though you can alternatively use mangaowl.net, which should have better ads.

Chapter 487 (The Submas Introduction Chapter)

Chapter 488 (The Submas welcome White onto the Battle Subway)

Chapter 490 (The Submas watch White test out the Battle Subway)

Chapter 500 (White battles Ingo)

(NOTE: These are FAN translated works, you will have to buy the manga to get official translations)

Pokemon Anime 

Pokeflix features a library boasting pretty much every Pokemon Media there is, but for ease of access I’ve linked all the submas episodes here:

Beheeyem, Duosion, and the Dream Thief! (End of Episode Cameo)

The Beartic Mountain Feud! (End of Episode Cameo)

Crisis from the Underground Up! (The historic episode :D )

Battle for the Underground! (The historic episode, part two eeeelectric boogaloo)

Lost at the Stamp Rally! (Minor supporting role, but they battle here :>)

A Surface to Air Tag Battle Team! (That adorable lil flailing cameo)

Pokemon Masters EX

For those unfortunate enough to have not been around when the twins were first released and/or haven’t scouted them in gacha, YouTube is your best friend in getting that sweet, sweet pokemas content.

Official Release Trailer

All Emmet English VA / All Emmet Japanese VA by gladio.ogg

All Ingo English VA / All Ingo Japanese VA by gladio.ogg

See the full post

1,423 notes - Posted April 29, 2022

#4

Nephew added to the Party!

1,690 notes - Posted February 25, 2022

#3

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Ingo the conductor is not having a good time

2,148 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

#2

Oh my god. Why am I so STUPID I should've realized he was quoting Emmet 😭😭😭

2,324 notes - Posted February 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Uncle ingo doodle before i go to bed

2,774 notes - Posted February 23, 2022

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